That Saturday my parents had a large party and everyone we knew was invited. The night was awkward for me because I realised how scared my friends were of me, they huddled together as I walked over to talk to them. All the guests commented on how big I'd become, this would have upset me if I didn't know that if I punched them they'd be knocked out for a few hours.
I spoke politely to the guests but I could tell from the look in their eyes how much they wanted me to leave them alone. After an hour of feeling rejected by everyone in the room I turned and went into the garden. I admired the stars and the moon, it was full that night.
"What you looking at?" Foster asked quietly.
"The sky."
"Look, you have to stop caring what they think. You're gonna get the same looks everywhere you go. The Cullens and the pack will accept you, there's no need to worry about that."
"I'm not." I lied, it had been on my mind ever since he had mentioned them.
"Come on." He took my hand and dragged me back to the house.
I stopped him at the door, "No, please. Don't make go in there." His face became angry as he realised how upset I was becoming.
He shook his head and became calm again, "You're scared of them?"
"This is going to be the last time I'll see them and they're always gonna always remember me like this." I rebuked angrily.
"You say that like it's a bad thing." He told me softly.
"Look, at me Foster! Look! I'm a… a monster." I gritted my teeth together and walked back down the garden. I heard him sigh and I glared at myself. Soon you're going to loose him too don't let this be the way he remembers you.
"I am looking at you, Charlie. I'm gonna regret this." He whispered, then walked closer to me, took my hand and said "You're beautiful, just because they don't see it doesn't mean they are right about you. You're not a monster." I was like putty in his hands. "Come on. I bet you're a great dancer, lets show 'em what we're made of."
I let him drag me this time, I was too stunned to be stubborn. My parents had seen me leave, Foster had got to me first, they watched us concernedly as Foster marched me to the dance floor. The truth was I couldn't dance and I hated it. I got the feeling Foster was making me feel more confident than I actually was.
He nodded to my parents and my dad pressed a button on the large CD player. I heard the soft starting to the song "So Close." He smiled at me and I whispered, "I can't dance." A smile appeared on his lips and I felt like I could. He started at a slow walts around the room.
You're in my arms
and all the world is calm.
The music playing on
For only two
So close together
And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive.
I noticed all the eyes staring at me and my fake boyfriend. I smiled widely and closed the gap between us. Don't even think that he really thinks you're beautiful, it's his job to make you love him.
Shut up and enjoy it while it lasts. I felt a stabbing pain in my face and aching in my chest. It's almost complete. I thought sadly.
*
The party hadn't been a huge success but now I felt like I could move on. The flight was long and awkward. No one wanted to talk about what had happened but everyone was curious about what had happened between me and Foster. Suddenly he was by my side every second he could be, he was more loving and we both seemed happier.
*
Once we landed we went to the house and my parents set about putting objects in their rightful places. Foster walked around the house with me, I walked into one of the smaller bedrooms and I sighed. "I guess I better go and see the pack."
"I'm coming with you." Foster and Stu said at once, I hadn't noticed Stu follow us, I guessed it was because my parents were trying to spy on me and Foster.
"I need to go and see them so they know there's a fairy with you for a while." Foster told me when I looked at him strangely.
"I need to go see them so that I can join the pack too. Dad better come too. After we go and see the pack we'll come back and you and mum can go visit the Cullens." Stu told me.
"Shouldn't me and mum go and see the Cullens first? Don't they have a seer? They might be worried."
"I doubt their that worried, they've been against the Volturi." Foster whispered.
"Foster, please. They've got to be wondering who we are and why we're here. Mum just doesn't want to see them yet because she knows that once we join their coven we have to become "vegetarians."" I smiled at the men stood next to me.
"You're right. We should all go and see the Cullens." Stu told me.
"When did I say that?" I muttered.
"We need to introduce ourselves properly." Stu went downstairs to talk to our parents. Me and Foster stood alone in what would be my bedroom, not that I knew how much I would be using it.
"You worried?"
"Nope." I wasn't lying this time, after we had landed it hadn't seemed such a big task. "You?"
"A little." I was taken aback by Foster's reply.
"Why are you worried? They'll love you." I scoffed.
"There are still things I haven't told you about fairies, not big things, but I'm afraid they might know of them and reject me. They also might not be too impressed when I leave."
"Why?"
"Fairies have a profound effect on humans and they might not be impressed when I leave you and leave the broken pieces of you for them to pick up." The sad thing was, he was serious.
"You know how you said that your personality is whatever I want it to be?" He nodded, "You can strike arrogance off of the list." I told him angrily.
He blushed and I heard my parents call me.